The King of Godmammoths and the Demon Master had both made their debut. Unexpectedly, they had managed to unify the Demonfolk.

They had done it without anyone the wiser, similar to how Yang Qi had secretly spent years building the Sage Monarch Empire. Both empires had popped up like bamboo after a spring rain.

Creating a Demonfolk empire was no easy task, what with their enormous population. Even for two top experts, it would be difficult. Normally, it would involve tracking down all the great sages among the Demonfolk, then using them to instruct the masses in ways to become human and embrace order.

In the beginning, the Demon Master had done things that way.

He had taught the Demonfolk new ways, in an effort to reach the peak of existence. But in the end, he failed. Demonfolk were Demonfolk, and getting them to become orderly and abandon their brutal nature was impossible. The law of the jungle was built into their life force and genetic structure.

But the Demon Master was attempting a comeback. He had obviously thought the matter through, gaining...